W. is singing, "I'm dancing in the rain, just dancing in the rain, what a notorious feeling, I'm dancing again, no dancing too small, no dancing too tall, I'm telling you I'm adancing, a-dancing in the rain . . ."

Laura is cuts him off: "Listen, Numbnuts, stop the shit or were going into a full week of leash-training. Remember the last time. You used to piss yourself just thinking about it!"

using hand gestures and "hooting" calls to one another. Here, they appear to be strategizing together how best to surround their prey. Of course it is next to impossible to understand exactly how they communicate, but science gets us closer to understanding them every day.

5. L: you better walk a straight line, mister W: what'd I do this time?

L: for one, suggesting to King Abdullah that playing strip poker was an American hurricane weather tradition ... shall I go on? how about that it was a custom for everyone to sleep in the same bed during hurricanes, saying it meant good luck? where'd that one come from, huh? ... oh, you're are so toast, mister ... don't even get me started on the midnight calls to Knoxville's mayor ...

recede into memory, fade, and are swallowed wholeby time's insatiable appetite. Our small sadnessis soon assuaged by the lighting of lamps, a spring night,and minds that wake, fire up vast circuitriesto bring themselves to diamond claritythat they might inscribe new captions on the abyss, the maw that outlasts life, a sweet sign, at least, of man's faith and ever going forth.

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